“This is what you want me to wear?” she asked, taking the bag.
“Yes. It’s the right size as well.”
“Your ego is showing.”
“I know your size.” He kissed her head. “Would you like me to come in with you?” he asked, winking.
“I’m good. You’ll get to see the end result.” She kissed his cheek, leaving him in the kitchen, and making her way into Teri’s office.
Closing the door, she flicked the lock in case someone entered. Sitting down in Teri’s chair, she leaned forward putting her head in her hands. What the hell was happening with her?
“Just get dressed, go to the party, and pretend this is not happening.”
It all sounded so easy in her head.
Opening the bag, she started looking through the clothes. She found a short skirt, and an even shorter top. What the hell?
She remembered the women hanging out with the Dirty Fuckers, and the way they had spoken to her.
“Fuck it.”
It was the short skirt, or spending the night alone.
Doubts rushed through her head, but instead of forgetting about the night with Drake, she stood, removed her clothing, and put on the clothes he’d picked out. Once she was done, she stood in front of the mirror that Teri had in her office. Grace wondered if the reason Teri had one in her office was so that she was ready for the parties.
Again, Grace pushed the thoughts aside, and tugged her hair up on top of her head, pulling it together with a band.
She didn’t have any makeup, and she’d never really been a fan. Licking her lips, she opened the door, and forced a smile. “What do you think?”
Drake stared up and down the length of her body. “Fuck me, baby.” He moved in close, gripping her ass. “I want to fuck you so badly.” He slammed his lips down on hers, and the moment he touched her, Grace got the feeling that everything was going to be okay in the world. She had nothing to be afraid of.
“Take me to your party,” she said.
“Every guy there is going to want to get you naked.”
“You’re causing a scene,” Teri said.
Grace jerked out of Drake’s arms, her cheeks heating. She’d completely forgotten where she was, and that had never happened to her before.
“Doesn’t my woman look hot?” Drake asked.
Rolling her eyes, she smiled at Teri. She really did like her boss.
“I’d fuck you, honey.”
“What?” Grace asked, not sure if she had heard correctly. There was no way her boss had just said that, was there?
“Baby, I swing whichever way the pleasure is coming from. I love it anyway I can get it.” Teri gave her a hug. “Have fun tonight. Give the club a chance, and if you’re still around after I finish here, I’ll have a drink with you.”
Teri left them alone, and Drake took her hand, leading her out of the diner.
“Are we taking your bike?” Grace asked.
“Not a chance. We’re going to take the time to walk up to the clubhouse.” He pointed up a slight incline, and she saw the lights from the house, which looked a good ten minutes away. “We’re going to talk.”
“Talk?”
“You look terrified, and I’m going to calm your fears, and promise you that you’ve got nothing to be afraid of.”